Chapters (68)
- Title page
- Dedication
- Part I
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Twenty-five
- GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 20. 20:25 MT.
- Part II
- Twenty-six
- Twenty-seven
- Twenty-eight
- Twenty-nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-one
- Thirty-two
- Thirty-three
- Thirty-four
- Thirty-five
- Thirty-six
- Thirty-seven
- GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 22. 20:05 MT.
- Thirty-eight
- Thirty-nine
- Forty
- Forty-one
- GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 25. 15:30 MT.
- Forty-two
- Forty-three
- Forty-four
- Forty-five
- Forty-six
- Forty-seven
- Forty-eight
- Forty-nine
- Fifty
- Fifty-one
- Fifty-two
- Fifty-three
- Fifty-four
- Part III
- Fifty-five
- Fifty-six
- Fifty-seven
- Fifty-eight
- Also by Chris Beckett
- Copyright page
Two of a kind? I’d have been proud proud to think I was like her, but that wasn’t how it seemed to me. She was so strong and smart and certain. I didn’t feel alike to her in any way. And I was waking up now to just how much I’d left behind in Knee Tree Grounds: all my friends, my brothers, my sisters, my mother and my mother’s men, Starlight’s sister Glitterfish and her little boy, all the familiar places and things . . . And here I was, with this scary stranger, so smart and grownup and fierce, with nothing round us but glowing water, and Knee Tree Grounds just a patch of yellow-green light disappearing behind World’s Edge.
‘You’ve got sharp eyes,’ Mary told me. ‘I saw that at once. You’ll be able to notice the things I miss when I’m in middle of it all. You’ll be able help me, I know, even while you’re still learning. One waking you’ll come back to that little grounds of yours as a shadowspeaker yourself, I’m sure of that. And let’s hope you manage to bring all of your friends over there back to our Mother, and back to the real world.’
I was terrified that she’d made a mistake, that she’d seen something in me that wasn’t really there at all, and that soon she’d find out the truth. I tried to think of an answer that wouldn’t show her how ordinary I really was.
‘What’s it like to hear the voice of Gela?’
Mary turned to look at me. Most people’s eyes are brown but hers were grey, and that made them seem extra fierce and sharp, as they looked out at me from that big square face of hers. Those small sharp eyes could bore through stone! I was quite sure that if she hadn’t seen right through me already, she soon soon would.
‘You have to learn how to hear her, Angie. It’s hard to explain, but I’ll teach you, and when you’re ready, you can go up and stand in the Circle of Stones, and call on her to speak to you, so you can be a shadowspeaker too.’ She reached back and squeezed one of my hands in her own big mitt. ‘I’m sure she will speak to you, Angie, I’m sure our Mother will love you. I’m sure she’ll see your beauty just as I do.’